"In the first match of the loser group of the No. 2 ring of the herringbone, the Qingya of Shaking Light Peak won."

After the referee announced the results of the competition, Qingya also let out a long breath of turbidity.

Don't look at the battle when Qingya was full of smiles, not in a hurry, it seemed to be very relaxed, but in fact, he was also very nervous in his heart. Although he is full of confidence in his own strength, after all, it is a key game to decide whether to be eliminated or not, and if there is any accident, there is no way back. Fortunately, the strength of the other side was not as good as his own, even if he suppressed Xiu Wei to fight him, Zhao Guang still couldn't resist the fierceness of Sword Thirty-six.

Jumping out of the ring, Qingya glanced at the crowd, the water-green figure was like a lotus flower swaying in the wind, swaying, particularly conspicuous in the crowd, but Hua Qing'er twisted her head at this time, leaving only a delicate side face for Qingya.

"Sister Qing'er, this way."

Qingya shouted as he walked towards her. But Hua Qing'er didn't seem to hear it, she still tilted her head and looked to the side.

"What's wrong, Sister Qing'er." Qingya came to her. Bent his knees slightly, lowered to a height about her height, and asked as he put his face in front of her.

"Hmph"

Seeing Qingya coming to her, Hua Qing'er ignored it and turned her head to the other side. Qingya could only obediently follow to the other side, squatting down a little, holding her face with both hands, not letting her twist her face again.

"Sister, I don't know where the little brother made your old man angry, the little brother is here to apologize to you first." Qingya flatteringly begged her for mercy.

"Okay, okay, quickly put your hand off my face, how shameful it is to be seen, when you were competing just now, you had already taken that person's weapon, why did you return it to him, and threw it away. If you lose the game because of that thought, then you have no place to cry. Although it was a reproachful word, her tone was full of concern and worry.

"So that's the case, Sister Qing'er, don't be angry, listen to me explain to you." Qingya put down the hands holding Hua Qing'er's face, although she was very reluctant to feel soft and smooth.

"In the competition just now, although Senior Brother Zhao was aggressive in his words, it was really displeasing to people. However, the master said that the test results are small, the key is the consolidation and comprehension of my own cultivation in the process of the competition, if I directly abolish his weapons and win easily, wouldn't it be a big loss because of a small loss? Besides, didn't I win, Sister Qing'er, don't be angry. ”

"Are you so sure you can win?"

Originally, Hua Qing'er was not really angry, and after listening to Qingya's answer, she also thought that it was reasonable, but she refused to admit defeat, no matter how she said it, she couldn't lose her sister's majesty.

"Sister Qing'er also heard it last night, and the master said that if you win the championship of this competition, she will agree that I will accompany you down the mountain. In fact, when I received the news of the competition just now, she set a requirement for me to win this championship, so I must not lose, and I will definitely not lose. ”

"Of the three hundred disciples this time, my cultivation is in the sevenfold foundation building period, and there must be others among the rest who have a cultivation far higher than me, you are only the fourth-fold foundation building, so confident?"

"If winning the championship is like picking up something, then there is no point in participating in the competition. Defeating an opponent who is stronger than you is the joy of fighting, isn't it? ”

"Okay, you have a reason for what you say, I won't tell you. It's almost my turn now, are you coming? Seeing that Qingya said that the head was the way, Hua Qing'er decisively changed the topic.

"Of course, the battle of Tianxuan Peak, the posture is beautiful, dancing, and Sister Qing'er's dancing posture is even more shocking, I'm afraid that the surrounding ring has already been surrounded at this time."

"Don't be poor, come with me, Tianzi No. 6 ring, I'll go first." Hua Qing'er waved her hand and ran away first.

Sure enough, at this time, the Tianzi No. 6 ring was already three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounded by a crowd of people watching the battle, compared to the onlookers in the competition just now, it seemed much more deserted.

Not only on the side of Tianzi No. 6, but also on Liuyun Square, as long as it is the ring where the disciples of Tianxuan Peak compete, the audience is far better than other places. Not only the new disciples, but also many old disciples hurriedly ran to Liuyun Square to watch the battle after finishing their cultivation. A more beautiful girl is always more attractive to the eye.

"The first match of the winner group of Tianzi No. 6 Ring: Tianxuan Peak Hua Qinger vs. Kaiyang Peak Chen Guang."

After the referee announced the competition list, a young disciple in the crowd with a heavy sword on his back shouted, jumped high, and then fell heavily on the ring with a bang, the momentum was so loud that it seemed that the marble ring also shook a few times, causing a burst of exclamations from the crowd.

Although Chen Guang said that he was not as tall as Liu Quan before, he was effortless to hold the heavy sword in one hand, and he was afraid that his cultivation was better than that Liu Quan.

At this time, there was another burst of cheers in the crowd, and I saw Hua Qing'er's clothes fluttering, like a fairy in the Moon Palace, slowly coming from mid-air, gently landing on the ring, and a few lotus flowers bloomed under her feet.

"Kaiyang Peak Chen Guang, build a five-fold foundation, please advise."

"Tianxuan Peak Huaqing'er, build a sevenfold foundation, please give advice to Senior Brother Chen."

"It has already reached the seventh level of the foundation building period, it seems that this time, this Kaiyang Peak Chen Guang is going to lose." When everyone heard Hua Qing'er's cultivation, they couldn't help but discuss the results of this competition.

Chen Guang on the opposite side heard that his opponent had reached the seventh level of the foundation building, and his expression also changed slightly, but he quickly returned to his original state. I saw him calmly carry Lei Gang's golden body, the light on his body flowed, and soon a circle of small swords condensed around him, each one was only the size of a palm, and there were more than a dozen of them, slowly rotating around Chen Guang.

The tiger descends the mountain,

Chen Guang held the sword in both hands, strode forward, and when he came halfway, he jumped up in one step, spun twice in the air, and smashed the heavy sword downward.

Just as Chen Guang finished the gap of falling, he saw two rays of light, one red and one blue, rising from the ground and passing in front of Chen Guang effortlessly.

The move was broken, Chen Guang's face was pale, cold sweat broke out, and he was weak for a while, and the heavy sword came out of his hand, landed in the ring, and inserted it into the ground. Then Chen Guang also fell from mid-air, although his expression was ugly, there were no scars on his body, but the small sword that had surrounded him was scattered at this time, and there was not much left.

After Chen Guang landed on the ground, he was about to retrieve the heavy sword, when he saw a green lotus open on the hilt of the sword, he subconsciously jumped back, and looked up, Hua Qing'er just fell from the air, her toes were on the hilt of the heavy sword, and the light between her hands shone brightly, like the goddess of judgment looking down on the common people, with a cold expression.

When the light in her hand dimmed, Qingya saw that it was originally two short swords in Hua Qing'er's hands, one was as blue as ice, the other was bright red like blood, and the two short swords were carved from gemstones, and the light flowed and was crystal clear.

"It turned out to be a heaven-level divine soldier twin lotus." Some of the older disciples in the crowd recognized the weapon in Hua Qing'er's hand.

"This is the weapon of the last Tianxuan Peak Imperial Head, since that senior returned to the mortal world, I haven't seen these twin lotuses for nearly a hundred years. Unexpectedly, this divine weapon was passed into her hands. ”

Hua Qing'er's original cultivation was higher than Chen Guang's, and with the divine soldiers in hand, this round of competition has ended

Hearing the discussion of others, Qingya knew that what Hua Qing'er was holding in her hand was a magic weapon, Qingya looked at Hua Qing'er in the stands, and then looked down at the wind in her hand, and only smiled helplessly.

Alas, I really want to have such a stunning magic weapon.